Mississippi

To miss is humane, It’s a requisite for the future, a compulsive mental obligation. I don’t know what that means but it is so damn strong. It’s like a gang rape of your mind by a group of familiar thoughts, an indomitable war with thyself & an orgasm which drives you crazy. It is a simple phenomenon which suddenly/gradually/specifically/endlessly happens due to - I don’t know OR I don’t wanna know OR Please don’t talk about it OR It’s life OR Ask him/her sought of events.

Missing is always told in terms of since & though. It makes you unthink and erase, it lets you cherish & curse, it fills you with gratitude & guilt, it is fu##ing beautiful & fu##ed up sometimes. It makes you realise (S1/Sth )’s worth and importance both in relative & definite terms. It starts an intra-psyche game in which there are 2 players i.e. “You” V/S “Your Mind”, no rules, no referee. The beauty of this game is that one player plays the other; virtually you play against yourself but it is actually the real forgotten you which you won’t fight since it insults, inspires, incepts, intimates & introspects.

The process of missing, in my opinion, tends to build conclusions & presumptions which are based on “favoured” facts & “presumptive” prejudices. These inferences are the raw materials for the future thought process & subsequent relationships. It does bring a change in one’s personality & approach towards life & people. I miss huggies, walker, dead pets, fair & lovely, school teachers, hot school teachers, uniform, old friends’ girfriends, my girlfriends & their female friends, visiting unknown’s marriage. Also do I miss studying because I never did actually study & bunking classes and a lot more ( Some of which may well be federal crimes):D

The only way out is the way in; hold your thought & let it go. The game which is talked about earlier is not meant to be won or even played for that matter. Anyhow, I like it this way since it makes me laugh & cry(sometimes) & most importantly - Value!!

Me Myself & I

I am a Thought with Sub Thoughts and Categories. I am an Emotion with Crests & Troughs.

I am Life to Live and Die. I am a Play for entertainment & Applause. I am Cloud with Rain & Lightning. I am a Road to Travel and Rest. I am a Cigarette with Smoke & Ash. I am a Call to Receive & Miss. I am a Boy & a Girl. I am Book to Learn & Teach. I am Wood to Build & Burn. I am a Heart to Love & Hate. I am a Drink to Remember & Forget. I am a Spirit both Real & Virtual. I am a Song to Listen & Sing. I am an Email to Read & Forward. I am Memory to Save & Delete. I am an Actor to Play & Pretend. I am Business for Profit & Loss.

I am Me since I am You # I am Around since I am Gone # I am Stupid since I am Smart # I am Love since I am Hate # I am Absurd since I am Surd # I am Joke since I am Tease #

I am Start since I am End.

I Think, I Exist, I Survive Hence.

Sometime in november 2009

It’s the foggiest I have seen in years,hard to find an entity around,even harder to drive but 1 thing which comes handy under the conditions is robbing some1 or creating nuisance.Driving back home at 11:00 I see 5 people,near my residence,smashing a bus with iron rods.I Somehow made my way through this pandemonium reached home & called 100.The lady took 3 min to locate the place,another 10 for the PCR to call & ask me if they still be there?After 5 min the cops finally showed up.Everything happened much quicker than I anticipated,cops called me at the place,the bus was gone along with the maniacs,guard showed up just in time with the police.Taking my details the constable just went off by saying ‘ab chale gaye to kya kar sakte hain’I stood there for another 5 min to figure out what just happened.The police showed up under pressure just because they are bound to respond to the control room but is the job being done?Being a 21 year old my belief in THE Delhi Police got lost under the fog.

3 Idiots: The Real Message

After watching 3 idiots you may start listening to your heart [which you always have (unknowingly or unacceptably)], breaking the trend [which will be broken (Rule of nature)], changing the system [something which at least cannot be done by listening to your heart], and more importantly chasing your dream [which changes every day (every moment for few)], everything remains debatable except one which is nimnalikhit.

The movie for me intends to depict the significance of self confidence. Rancho became what he had to & so did his friends only when this CONFIDENCE gave them ample strength to confront it to their parents, others, & especially to themselves. This is the only reason why everyone perceived oneself as a much useful person after walking out of the theatre. Confidence can work wonders for us we just need to trust our skills & follow our instincts.

Note1: A movie should be watched only for the entertainment value.

Note2: Complete your degree first & then go for something else.

Note3: Don’t leave your job.

I Am Crazy

Tonight, just 5 minutes back I have decided to be a writer; not because of the fact that I am unemployed, since I am one by choice, but because I have realised that there is more to life than working on a desktop for 12 hours doing the same thing day by day every day. This, however, might just be my destiny .”Destiny”, the usage of this word irritates me though…

It, perhaps, was created because a poor chap did not want to accept what life wanted to give him; but then he suddenly discovered something special about that something. So, he found himself in a dilemma; whether to take it as it is which was difficult because we are “humans” or to keep it and still wish for what he already had in a different form..

This virus spread amongst the janta real soon and everybody really wanted to have a reason, for both, to have it, and, also for pretending about not having it. So, probably a GEN category unemployed engineer who perhaps got dumped just then tried to manufacture a real-time tool which could be a help in blocking the pop ups ; which always come up when you are on the verge of a system crash just to ask you that what was it that went wrong ??

This actually is not about you telling you that I am an engineer but to make all of us realize that may be we would not always get what we want and maybe we could not ; and we also would very conveniently call it our destiny which is like calling Mayawati as UP’s destiny. What you get is by no means your destiny; where you reach from there “Is”. just because of the simple fact that UP deserves better…

There is no one destination; since you have to go through n number of stations (n=Not Defined) in life and you can’t afford to miss any because you never know what you might lose on the way; may be the most beautiful passenger….

I know writing the last part was absolutely unnecessary but I kinda like a girl so maybe she’ll be reading it as well ; since this is my first post J