It seemed like any other day... My work for the day was done, I had grumbled enough about having to work on a Saturday, and it was evening. My brother and I began the customary search for a place to snack. He had a bike... So geography wasn't a boundary. We can go anywhere within reasonable limits... try someplace new. The debate was still going on in full swing when suddenly... it started to drizzle. This rather helped the decision making process. Our choices were suddenly given boundaries. Boundaries of proximity...
An unexpected rain is rarely seen in a positive light. Mostly, the reactions tend to be based around "Goddamn it!!", "Oh, no. Here goes the day", and "Holy Beelzebub, Batman. It's raining!!". Ok, so not everyone would hate the rain... I'm sure that a lot of farmers would start singing in joy, pausing to kiss the mud in reverent thanks to the rain god... And some braindead Bollywood addict would take the opportunity to run (continue reading)The clock ticks & life moves on. In the cosmic sense, nothing matters. It might be this profound philosophy that drives the me to see the lighter side of routine.
I wish!!
The more popular theory is that Hamish Joy is simply nuts.
So I think crazy. It’s not something I can help. It’s just me. And it’s time my thoughts invaded cyberspace. And this blog serves that noble purpose. The invasion of the Hammy mind.
From: Bangalore, Karnataka, India
About me: Movie fanatic and music addict. A self contained sense of humor, which is to say I laugh at my own jokes... pretty much by myself. I dabble in music, poetry, creative writing, and a lot of petty junk on a fairly continual basis. Infamous for writing incomplete sentences, I am also a great
Sunday, March 09, 2008
Life in a faster lane...
There is no doubt about it. We live a fast world. We are obsessed with an overwhelming need to save time. We want fast cars, fast food, express freeways, accelerated growth plans, quick answers, speedy remedies, executive summaries, swift justice, express deliveries, snappy comebacks, instant messages, quick routes, minimal delays, (continue reading)
Sunday, March 02, 2008
A cause-effect analysis
Yesterday was a bad day. Little demons with big pointy sticks poked the insides of my skull; Tiny clones of Himesh Reshammiya sat next to my eardrums and shrieked at the top of his irksome nasal voice; my old economics professor popped up like an inebriated jack-in-the-box every time I blinked, just to ask me questions like "If you take the GDP of the country and measure a diminishing return on it against your current salary, then how long do you think this sentence needs to be to before you start questioning your own sanity?"
In other words, I had a headache.
No. It wasn't one of your ordinary run-of-the-mill headaches. It was the kind that (continue reading)