Saturday, September 20, 2008

My Biggest Mistake And How I Like Living With It

Guess who's back? :D Yes Yes, its been a while, but I've finally found time to write..wouldn't want to keep you ardently awaiting readers waiting, would I?

Its 7.06PM and my mood is quite aptly described by the Maroon 5 single 'Tangled' drifting through my speakers..tangled of sheer boredom, and wondering if thats also going to be the plight of the profs who correct my mid-sem papers (and Nirav's too, considering the only diff between our papers is the handwriting, which is probably why I get a few more marks..*scratching my head*.. Does anyone really read what's written?) Anyways, this boredom has prompted me to describe a story i promised i would, so here's the tale of "The Day The Sun Got Clouded":

(DISCLAIMER : Metaphors ahead..Expect random Context Free Language if you dont know better)

The Cloud drifted aimlessly along like she'd been doing all this while (literally, 'cause when she walks it actually looks like she's drifting)..She usually arrives with a thunder (thats actually her laughter), but today there was something melancholic about the way she moved..Listlessly she floated around the gray sky, wandering over barren fields bored and tired, looking for a spark of excitement 'cause thats what she actually lives by.The Sun meanwhile was stretching around his rays as he woke up..He usually arrives at his own pace (some feel he's always stoned), and carries along at his own pace giving a damn about whats going around, 'cause he's too busy just sizzling..But today, although he'd seen a lot, and although he'd been places, he didnt quite know what was in store for him..

'Cause its not everyday that the Sun gets burnt.

So it was then, as Sun was mischieviously extending his rays to places where they shouldnt be, and amusing himself by causing life to stir out of their sleepy blankets (and being called names for rising so early), that he saw Cloud. Cloud, meanwhile was trying to cure her boredom by asking Wind to tell her interesting stories of the places she had been, but Wind isn't the kind that likes gossip, so that ended up getting Cloud even more fluffed and gray. So Sun, who had been silently observing Cloud on many of his previous journeys decided to check on his old friend..


"Bit f@*ked, uh, fluffed, are we?", Sun came in with a warm smile. "Hmmm yeah..borrreed..things were good once, but the good looking Sign's gone," came the enforced reply. Sun felt a bit sorry, for he'd always liked the thunder and life that Cloud generally had, and he didnt find it fit that Cloud ever be in such a despicable state. Now few knew that Sun, although he mostly cared a tiny rat's ass about stuff in general, was quite the opposite when it came to those close to him (which is why he likes putting life into things). And fewer still knew that although Sun usually looked drugged, he actually had a very effervescent kid stowed away within.


So Sun, not wanting to see Cloud having the long face, decided to amuse his friend a bit.


So Sun got a bit warmer and started letting his rays playfully roll around Cloud, jostling her around. Cloud, too bored for anything got pissed and wanted to be left alone. Sun, truth to be said, found most of the arguments he'd had with Cloud quite cute, for this wasn't the first time the two had been in this situation, and impish by nature as he was, continued poking Cloud around. This really set Cloud off, but to her credit, she dealt with considerable patience. Sun, still unhappy at seeing Cloud low, got even more playful. But alas, the only thing it did was backfire. Cloud was miffed and they had a tiff. Now Sum discovered something he wasn't aware of..He actually had a conscience. He felt a bit sorry that he had plummeted Cloud's mood further instead of lifting it, and decided to just leave Cloud alone for a while, let things settle a bit, and went his way.

New day brought a new start, and Sun came by with his usual callous leisurely pace, musing at the general proceedings. Again he went around 'adjusting' his heat..warmly comforting those who needed it, and sizzling off the backsides of those who needed that. And again it was that as he was busy doing what he did that his eyes fell upon fluffily flustered Cloud aimlessly swooping around. Again he tried to liven things a bit, again to the same end.

And so it was for a few days. Sun always knew that Cloud was a frosty being, but she'd been a bit too icy lately. And through all the vigour and verve, Sun was forced to reminisce about his earlier encounters with Cloud...

It'd been a dull day, and Cloud had been leaking tears. Bemoaning she sat perched atop a desolate mountain, letting her grief out. And along came sun. "Guess what Cloud, my vision's clouded, but whats up with you?" he asked. Cloud by nature was a very very, very laconic creature, and it was only because of the sheer time for which Sun had been watching that he understood what was bothering Cloud. "Can't see the silver lining is it?" he asked. Cloud just replied with a solitary tear. "That's alright Cloud," he continued, "happens to me too. Got so many heatwaves around me, I wish I could just cool off a bit sometimes. But thats ok, 'cause all you need to do is let a little light in. I mean, thats what a silver lining really is, isn't it? Light coming through the greyness..and since every cloud has a silver lining, you gotta have one too Cloudy, so cheer up!"
And so it been that that elusive genuine smile had come back onto Cloud's face.

And as he remembered that, Sun again saw Cloud drift away, never looking back twice. And that was how Sun got his dark spots..Patches where even the Sun got burnt. And so then Sun continued on the way he was, having no regrets, 'cause all he can do is be himself, silently musing at the whole ordeal, knowing that there is warmth beneath the icy crust, but wondering at the same time..WTF was that all about..

So the story has been told, and I'm growing weary, so off am I..Till later then, all you B-E-A-utiful ppl reading my blog, ADIOS!!

Sunday, August 3, 2008

In Peace or Pieces?

Sarcasm : n. ironically scornful language.

Well Well Well, after having faced innumerable incriminating glances from victims of my sardonic urges, being held as the creator of a dialect called 'Chiragish English' (used to denote any part of the conversation that is seemingly weightless enough to drift above your head), and having somehow made significant dents in the most mammoth egos (thats actually pretty easy, considering you cannot miss if your target is a HUGE ego), my savoir faire (Chiragish version of "ability to behave appropriately; tact") has been put considerably into perspective, and I almost feel obliged to delve deeper to the obscure sources of my allegedly unapologetic sarcasm.

Many will (I really hope) agree with me when I say that sarcasm is a rather intelligent way of adding spice to a bland conversation. For instance, dosent it really get boring to have countless number of engineers moping and complaining about their indignations towards the Mumbai varsity..dosent it get boring to hear the guy next to you complain about how 'thet hout' chick walked away after listening to a list of things he thought sucked.

Lets face it man, we're a bunch of frustrated souls, given to whining about anthing that dosent 'rock' our lives. Sure, we all deserve to have our share of venting indignations, but try picturing this : Wouldnt it be great, if people dont call you a weiner every time your you're a whiner, wouldnt it be just awesome if your hot chick is actually all ears when your complaining? Of course it is, and all you need to do is just get creative with your complaints, all you really need to do is add that touch of sarcasm and touche, suddenly people actually want to hear you take digs at stuff.


After a while, people's fickleness gets to places including 'on your nerves' and 'beneath your skin'. Thts when it starts becoming a pain in any significant part of your anatomy, and you're left disillusioned..left wondering if people will ever be real. Thats when you're disgusted to know that the only thing that some people live by is cheap gossip. And slowly you find the dark humour in it. Thats when you feel pity, coz when you watch people getting hooked onto the grapevine,you're forced to imagine a piece of meat being thrown into a cage of starving dogs...And suddenly, you have something of your own to complain about, you suddenly have your own pet peeve.

But what do you do with all that apathy and angst. What do you do with all that frustration with people interfering in your life. Nope, you cant go around being rude to everyone, can you? Cmon, poor fellas just want a good gossip in their boring lives, you cant blame them..So you take that angst and turn it around, you turn it inside out, and you find a polite way to ask people to mind their own businesses..You get Sarcastic.

Suddenly, all your doing is taking a perfectly well-mannered sentence and adding a double meaning to it. And it hits somewhere it hurts. Really, all you said is a polite sentence, and people's penchant to assume the worse makes them believe you're taking a potshot at them, and you're grinning how people can have such a misplaced sense of self-importance.

Well this cures the angst at people's tendencies to intrude, and by now you know that some people will never have the mind to keep to their own businesses, so you're used to it anyways.But life has a way to throw at you what you threw at it, so new problems arise. The ones closest to you suddenly start digging out sarcasm in everything you say, and they gut hurt. So, you get hurt too..all over the same tendency of the human mind to just not let things go peacefully. So now, we'll add a bit of wisdom to the whole scenario.

You realize the down-side of conflict..of the pointlessness of a verbal battle even if you're the victor..coz you see that even if the egos have precipitated, you can still see the dents in those molten egos..dents you left wishing that some people just grew up..then you realize that there's so much scope for even you to you take the high road..coz its better to live in peace than to have others live in pieces.