The whole of this month has been the ultimate block period for me. The lack of enthusiasm won over my will to write for reasons unknown. Yet , I am adamant about giving justice to my will. It is said ( not sure ,so what? I say...) what we write reflects our mood. It's basically an attempt to make a root-cause analysis of the cause for the lacking enthusiasm in me. Here I put forth all the mid-way abandoned, haphazard, disconnected posts,rather posts-to- be.
Let's see if my root-cause analysis has enough inputs via these black and blue beaten posts.
5/6/2007
Being jobless and having friends who are again jobless is a win-win situation. While, I don't have enough work and friends are too busy to be disturbed,it's a tough time!! As per ethics, can't really doze officially at workplace, you know. So, had a very comfortable,no work time yesterday. Just as I turned 25 three days ago, my orkut fortune said that I would have a very comfortable old age. Should I feel ecstatic that I am having a comfortable time or should I feel disgusted that my supposedly old age has already kicked off? old age at 25,huh?
8/6/2007
Not many folks, not a single soul I knew around.Pitch black sky or something that looked like it under which I sat in a corner weeping totally lost!! Not knowing what to do or where to go.At some instances I screamed out of helplessness,not to get a reply. All I saw was that all the people around doing the same thing as I did,weeping and screaming at times. As was I lost, so were they. The stronger the will to know where I was,fainter was the clue. Where the hell was I? Hell, by any chance?
10/6/2007
ONLY DEATH IS CERTAIN.
While most of us say that we are not afraid of death since it has to happen one day, yet a moment of silence spent on how death might encounter us can send shivers to our spine. Truth is bitter and as long as the truth is presumably quite distant,everyone heaves a sigh of relief. Even when a dear soul passes away at 99, there are a couple of near ones crying away as hell showing their dissent at destiny's say.Never is it the right time to die,isn't it?
15/6/2007
One of those innumerable times when a sting of aversion towards my blog has bitten me. For days, I have not visited my blog, which happens rarely, and when it happens,happens big time. For days I haven't cared to see what's happening or thought of updating it although so many things provided scope to blog. So very often feeling possessive about my blog as if it were my kid and then forbidding it for quite some intervals as if it meant nothing to me!! Strangely contrasting!
If I have an aversion towards my blog and end up not giving a damn for it for long, who else will appreciate it,anyway?
Not sure why, my respect for moms increased double-fold now. Come what may, do they ever forbid us? For all the mess we do or how irritating we get, never for once do they averse and forsake us!! Hats off.
Not sure if my comparison makes any sense to anyone, but to me the sense of belonging moms have is the most supreme in the world.
Let's see if my root-cause analysis has enough inputs via these black and blue beaten posts.
5/6/2007
Being jobless and having friends who are again jobless is a win-win situation. While, I don't have enough work and friends are too busy to be disturbed,it's a tough time!! As per ethics, can't really doze officially at workplace, you know. So, had a very comfortable,no work time yesterday. Just as I turned 25 three days ago, my orkut fortune said that I would have a very comfortable old age. Should I feel ecstatic that I am having a comfortable time or should I feel disgusted that my supposedly old age has already kicked off? old age at 25,huh?
8/6/2007
Not many folks, not a single soul I knew around.Pitch black sky or something that looked like it under which I sat in a corner weeping totally lost!! Not knowing what to do or where to go.At some instances I screamed out of helplessness,not to get a reply. All I saw was that all the people around doing the same thing as I did,weeping and screaming at times. As was I lost, so were they. The stronger the will to know where I was,fainter was the clue. Where the hell was I? Hell, by any chance?
10/6/2007
ONLY DEATH IS CERTAIN.
While most of us say that we are not afraid of death since it has to happen one day, yet a moment of silence spent on how death might encounter us can send shivers to our spine. Truth is bitter and as long as the truth is presumably quite distant,everyone heaves a sigh of relief. Even when a dear soul passes away at 99, there are a couple of near ones crying away as hell showing their dissent at destiny's say.Never is it the right time to die,isn't it?
15/6/2007
One of those innumerable times when a sting of aversion towards my blog has bitten me. For days, I have not visited my blog, which happens rarely, and when it happens,happens big time. For days I haven't cared to see what's happening or thought of updating it although so many things provided scope to blog. So very often feeling possessive about my blog as if it were my kid and then forbidding it for quite some intervals as if it meant nothing to me!! Strangely contrasting!
If I have an aversion towards my blog and end up not giving a damn for it for long, who else will appreciate it,anyway?
Not sure why, my respect for moms increased double-fold now. Come what may, do they ever forbid us? For all the mess we do or how irritating we get, never for once do they averse and forsake us!! Hats off.
Not sure if my comparison makes any sense to anyone, but to me the sense of belonging moms have is the most supreme in the world.
16/6/2007
As a cosmetic remedy, as per observation, I suggest that guys having protruding teeth and scared to consult a dentist can adopt to bearing a moustache. Seriously, a fellow worker at office never gave a hint to anyone that he had protruding teeth until he shaved off his moustache to look young(I suppose ) for his wedding. I hope the bride had already seen his before/after -moustache images before, otherwise, the shock she could have had at the wedding could be shockingly immense.
19/6/2007
I have always had the tendency to talk to people to whom very few people would like to talk, rather the loners attract me more. Ever since I was in school, I would volunteer to talk to people who mingled very rarely with the others. I somehow sympathized with them,used to feel sorry for not many interacting with them, so I used to talk and in the process,ended up making great friends.But in the process, .................................... (Hmm.... I really don't remember which heavy-weight job I had to handle that I left an abrupt post in itself, more abrupt!! Looks like I could not wait to complete the sentence!!)
As a cosmetic remedy, as per observation, I suggest that guys having protruding teeth and scared to consult a dentist can adopt to bearing a moustache. Seriously, a fellow worker at office never gave a hint to anyone that he had protruding teeth until he shaved off his moustache to look young(I suppose ) for his wedding. I hope the bride had already seen his before/after -moustache images before, otherwise, the shock she could have had at the wedding could be shockingly immense.
19/6/2007
I have always had the tendency to talk to people to whom very few people would like to talk, rather the loners attract me more. Ever since I was in school, I would volunteer to talk to people who mingled very rarely with the others. I somehow sympathized with them,used to feel sorry for not many interacting with them, so I used to talk and in the process,ended up making great friends.But in the process, .................................... (Hmm.... I really don't remember which heavy-weight job I had to handle that I left an abrupt post in itself, more abrupt!! Looks like I could not wait to complete the sentence!!)
Today!!
Well, did it aid my root-cause analysis? Yes, absolutely.Idle mind is indeed a devil's workshop!!
2 comments:
Intresting Medley...
"Never is it the right time to die,isn't it?"..
True, but what do we say about suicides? That was something puzzlin me sometime last week...
@~Such~
Thanks,dear. Now I know what made the concept of medleys to originate. :D
And for the point you highlighted,
"Never is it the right time to die,isn't it?"..
This is the feeling of folks surrounding the victim.
Coming to the people attempting suicide,except euthanasia/assisted suicide which I personally support,
I feel its a very timid and hasty act they tend to adopt with the fear of consequences of their past deeds,fear to face the society, fear to face themselves, fear to live and challenge the situation. I feel it would be a momentary feeling and one who gives in to the depression instantly will end up doing a great deed of reducing the world's population insignificantly and nothing else.
Only they know that what can't be achieved being alive, can be achieved after parting with the soul!!
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