#10: Life enroute

Too many things going on in my world right now.. (reminds me of my travel back home.. dont let any questions crop up.. have some patience) Suddenly it feels like it has drifted into a new dimension with things upside down.. but all u need at that time is a Jack Sparrow to bring things back into place.. guess i do have one in my own world.. and voila! thrz my post after a long long time. :P

As I did mention before, the traffic inside my brain reminded me of the traffic I witness on the way home. There is this road at the railway station I have to cross to get to the bus stop.... that road is the busiest i have ever seen till now.. and mind you! every damn minute of the day.. so full of life!

it starts with these irritating pedestrians who keep crossing the roads as if some tiger or a lion is chasing them, with the only motto to reach the other shore, they march on, irrespective of the traffic.. all the more irritating are those pink shirted ladies with goggles, sitting in the cars, one in each with an ugly scorn.. i wonder how peaceful, it actually might get when they start using their feet to travel someday.. m sure they wont even occupy 1/10th the place their cars do.. if they would bother atleast a millionth fraction about the size of their cars instead of theirs and how uneasy it gets on roads like these.. phew! life wud be better for all.. then ofcourse, we have our very own roadside vendors marking every inch of the footpath they discover into their territory - one positive point about this is that they make sure there is no room for people to flock around any corner.. but we, humans, dont really need a corner.. coupled with a few, we can keep on bargaining and fighting with the vendor infront of his bandi, even if it means blocking the road!.. then the actual bandis go 'honk!honk!' all around the place amplifying the already ubiquitous irritation.. leaving them alone, these days with the 'aping' season on.. one who travels on Indian roads sees a lot of male and female buddies hanging around almost everywhere.. yes, i AM talking about the great Indian roads, dude, it was alien-ish when it started, but now its more of an eyesore.. Amidst all this, there is a temple carved along the side with all the footwear decorating its outside, every passer-by stops, removes his chappal, puts a namaskaram praying the Lord to grant his wish of the day and moves on.. and yes where there is a temple or any 'life' around, there are inherently our road mates - the beggars - some are authentic while some actually threaten you till you lose some of your hard-earned lot(if at all you are one who do that else there is no big difference where the money goes)..  And by the way, did I mention that this small thing(road) has a divider in between too! So, its when I reach this place that the sense of 'going home' dawns in.

There is a lot more that goes on around the place.. and its best seen than read. So, anyone who wants to make a visit to such a 'lively' place, can contact me anytime!

Waiting for a good response :P
Shampoo

#9: The ruccus on-board!

I should rather say overboard.. or may be over-boreddd i think.. hmm anyway getting u back to my arena.. well.. the pitch looks rather bad.. not fit for another innings but the two sides are strong on playing and the decision is taken! damn.. left to the players luck now! the ball could bounce, spin or fly however it wants!

dude.. i haven't yet gone crazy but a lot of cricket watching and 'anna-hazare'-ing does motivate u to do something like this! kinda showing off u know. ;) coz it looks like there is nothing else left.. what a turn of events.. m i watching a movie? then.. must i say, God.. u r the awsomest director i have seen. so much entropy.. apriori as well as aposteriori.. damn! (explanation follows.. patience....)

lets rotate around some 'morteins' and get back to the time before cricket and any other rukkus.. life seems to be at peace.. project goingg ok ok.. acads too a lil better.. and recently an intern confirmed.. phew! and i lived on n on.. only to realize had to wake up later.. the intern said lil difficult when its time one packs up.. so tried for another.. it kept me dangling till a three days before the start of my innings..(endsems!).. n then acads... this whole one midsem concept.. donno what effect its gonna show..  my last chance to prove to my ppl.. (hope my 'boys' [-incidentally i don't have a lady prof-] will do a great job with the papers.. :P) .. they have turned out to be more uncertain than the conditions in Japan.. m so tired of doing things over n over n over again when i clearly know what difference it makes.. well.. some say these do not make life... so chill babe.. then temme what do make life?? please..

M waiting!
Shampoo

P.S. - Sometimes.. uncertainties do make life interesting init? never thought I d blog again but damn I so am.. the moral is - it never is a stand-still... you r surely on a positive or a negative slope.. but watever it is.. it cant go more than pi/2.. so try reaching pi and keep your mental state there.. ;) :D
'preaching is easy', somehow is making a great deal of sense right at this moment, right?! well.. something izzzzzz.. :D

#8: The infant inside..

It always is weird to talk about yourself, one's brain gets bombarded with a lot of calculations. Can I say this? If I say, will it be SD("Self-Dabba") ? If I dont say it, will people think I am a big duffer?

Keeping all this aside, (I hope you do too), I would like to talk about what life is on my inside. I am a kid, in the way, I would love it if daddy would hug me and say I love you. I am a kid, in the way that I would lovvee to fight with my bro wheneva he is home on petty issues.. that I would love to make as many friends as possible, that one day, as I pass by, I dream to see everyone I can recognize, stop by and have a long chat... that I would love to spend time with people close.. that I don't hide anything with them... that I cant keep a secret(:P)... that I don't really think before I speak in front of them.. that at times, I get too possessive of them.. that I dont expect or want big gifts or lucrative treats, but a sweet smile and a strong support when I stand aloof in a game and want someone to continue playing...

The world outside seems full of malignancy, which needs to be rooted out. It was peaceful till there were people who were bearing your responsibility, but then all of a sudden, when you realize you are at that same position next.. it takes some time to adapt and adjust.. and in the meantime, there is a climb.. (gets me reminded of the song :P) it is all that matters..

I am sure everyone my age, will experience this.. and everyone has an inside that is similar to mine.. but why then does it have to be so difficult..so complicated.. due to the same child within? I never understood...
Shampoo

#7: The Cross-roads yet again

Yes, in this journey of mine, i do witness a lot of them. Rather, every student of my age does. In this rich world of science, it is very tedious a job to choose the right road lest one might end up reciting “The Road Not Taken”. Me, a “bachelor” right now have to become a “Master” soon. Yeah Right! Master of? That is where the cross-roads form.

Everything looks equally appealing, equally good and bad. What is it that makes me feel rightful? What is it that makes me feel satisfied? There is no answer unless i enter the 5th dimension and look at the 6th then. (refer to: www.tenthdimension.com) How I wish there was a meter to measure that. Sometimes, it just feels like – Cmon,go with the flow, take up whatever comes up and move on. But what if i end up being a Master of none?

Am I so ignorant that I can not even choose what I want at the age of 20 too?? Well, i do not know how idiotic this can sound, but it was always nice when there was someone else to decide for us, like at the age of 4. At that time, dude, one doznt know what he might be upto. The elders choose for him. Its almost the same here. We think we know what we are going to do but du-uH! I so totally disagree. So do many, who follow, -not judging book by cover-ish stuff.

hoping not having to recite poems in future,
Shampoo.

PS: Ignore this post if you dont like any philo or emo.