Eternal Sunshine of a Spotless Mind

I haven’t watched the movie by that name. But I understand the urge to clear one’s mind of everything. It will be so nice to wake up in the morning with nothing on your mind and never wake up in the middle of the night. A mind completely purged, ummmmm very tempting. While am on movies I should mention that I had wanted to watch Omkara, Dor, and Lage Raho Munnabhai but I didn’t watch anyone of them. Have been very busy. You know that state of mind where you keep thinking, oh my god! I got so much to do how can I take time out for anything else.

But I have grown smarter now and spaced things out. And I have resolved to watch every movie I wish. That leaves the problem of finding company. My sister will be the scapegoat. If I ask her to come for a movie with me, her standard answer will be, ek din toh milta hai aaram karne ko, shee Sunday ko nahi. Hehehe, but I am cunning for nothing. I will book the tickets on the net and then tell her. Knowing her she will never want the money to go waste.

Anwar seems like might be interesting, will watch that. There is Dhoom 2, but not even half-naked hot men can make me watch a crappy movie. So for now looking forward to only one movie.

Awrighty then! I was tagged by Essar sometime back. Today after senseless talk with Ganju I am in high spirits and decided to do it.

I am thinking about…
the same thing over and over again.

I said…
all the wrong things

I refuse…
to get conditioned.

I want to…
meet Verma and Balaji, my school classmates. Verma was the 1st ranker in my class. Once during a history exam I had asked her an answer to a question, I knew the answer but wanted to confirm it. According to her the answer was France, but I knew the answer was Spain. Yet I went along with her answer and flunked in history by 1 mark. The point is I clearly remember flunking in history, which means the incident has scarred me for life. Don’t get my intentions wrong, I don’t want to meet Verma to avenge her after all these years. It’s just that she had moved to Delhi after school so I am just curious about what’s up with her now.
In the 10th std., by then I had stopped flunking exams, one of the teachers randomly asked some students what they would like to do in the future. Balaji had said he would want to study microbiology. I remember me turning my head and looking at him with surprise. I went yuck why anybody would want to study biology, I mean if you had to study science, chemistry would be the better choice. The scene is still etched in my mind, I can see it. Since then I have wanted to know if Balaji has actually became a microbiologist.

I wish…
for salvation, if that is too much then I will settle for a good neck and shoulder massage.

I hear…
myself.

I wonder…
all the time

I regret…
nothing. And I mean it. I have raked my brain but found nothing to regret about.

I am…
filhal toh nothing

I dance…
I cannot dance to save my life. If I was Basanti, Veeru would be dead and history would be different.

I sing…
very often, no matter how many people ask me to shut up. I love to hum meaningful lyrics.

I cry…
when I can’t hold my tears back.

I am not always…
strong.

I make with my hands…
expressions.

I write…
to churn some thoughts out of my mind.

I confuse…
nobody.

I need…
to be reticent.

My Chance at Immorality

Lately, Orkut has been in news for all the wrong reasons or right depends on how u look at it. Some girls pictures were put up and wrong information was provided about them, which caused them trouble. I wouldn’t have known any of that had I not received mails from friends to let me know about the said incident and advising me that it would be prudent for me not to upload my picture on Orkut. What if my picture is used for pornography?

I did not take heed not because I dont respect my friends advices, but because I didnot see the need. Second why would anybody take MY picture and use it for pornography. I mean who am I. There are scores of people who are into this business then why would anybody pick up a random picture that most probably wont even gel with the works. And even if say my picture does get chosen, how the hell will I ever know unless someone I know is majorly into pornography and reports to me about the event.

Will that cause me embarrassment? I don’t know. Why will anybody who knows me believe that it’s me in the picture? Say they do believe it, so what? Haven’t people been that path sometime out of curiosity or just because it is one of their staple needs. So if someone you know is a porn actor how come it becomes unacceptable? And most importantly how do you define pornography, will someone explain?

I am pathetic at, and do not like networking. The only reason I am on Orkut is cause some of my friends are away and it is just another way to keep in touch with them. Another thing, I hoped to come across some folks from my school and college. So far my search has not been successful for simple reason that how do I recognize them without their pictures. I see the names, but how do I know these are the people I am looking for. I am not interested in making friends with strangers or good looking guys or people with similar interests, it doesn’t work for me.

So my picture stays up there, if I cant find them then maybe they will find me.

Broken Dreams and Different Philosophies

Sometime back I had received an SMS that the hutch dog is dead and now they are looking for a monkey and I should send my picture and resume to them. I was elated finally I found my calling. But I wanted to play fair so I sent the message to all my friends. Kathy said he would lose hands down if I applied, other friends were of the same opinion too. Ganju took the first flight to Mumbai, it was a Saturday, but went back when she realised I was her competition.

I knew I would face no problem as far as physical appearance was concerned. The human characteristics and behavioural pattern that I had acquired over the years might prove a deterrent. So, there was only one thing I could do I had to completely give up contact with the humans. Also I had to work on my inherent monkeyness.

The first thing I gave up was blogging, as that was the most human thing I used to do. Instead I took up activities like tree-climbing and snatching stuff from passers-by. Not even the incessant complaints to my parents could deter me from working towards my goal.

It is very difficult to give up old habits. But being a monkey is fun and simple. So I was willing to put in the hard work. Alas! If only I had known that the hutch network is jammed most of the time not cause the dog is dead, but cause……… well I don’t know. The dog is alive and following.

Anyway it was fun while it lasted, the monkey business that is. So you humans gonna see more of me from now. Kindly adjust.