The hare and the tortoise had a re-match. This time the hare didn't sleep.
After losing, the tortoise started complaining, "You bloody hare, you are so stupid. How can you run so fast when I am competing with you. Shouldn't you care for the less able? In fact, there should be a law that lets me win every race against you. Or even better you should not be allowed to race against me at all."
The hare burst out laughing and said, "Good one!!!". The tortoise with all its grumpiness-of-accumulated-decades replied, "I am serious." The hare didn't know whether to continue laughing (at the tortoise), or start crying (for the tortoise). Anyways, the hare retreated indifferently, secure in the knowledge that racing against tortoises and other disgraceful losers isn't the only thing in his blessed life.
4.9.10
Sadism meets its match
Throw me into the (ch)ambers of Hell,
Test the limits of cruelty of man,
Excoriate my life to the utmost core,
Do whatever the fucking heck you can.
Thrash me with the snakiest whip,
Torture me with the Iron Maiden,
Punish and flagellate my very being,
Locked in a tunnel with reptiles laden.
Make my very existence a curse,
Drown me in my misery deep,
Break my body, soul and spirit,
But thou can never break my sleep........zzzzzzzzzz
Test the limits of cruelty of man,
Excoriate my life to the utmost core,
Do whatever the fucking heck you can.
Thrash me with the snakiest whip,
Torture me with the Iron Maiden,
Punish and flagellate my very being,
Locked in a tunnel with reptiles laden.
Make my very existence a curse,
Drown me in my misery deep,
Break my body, soul and spirit,
But thou can never break my sleep........zzzzzzzzzz
29.8.10
One final thought
It's YOU who decide what you want to be good at. No one else, nothing else.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BMsHTsEHnWE
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BMsHTsEHnWE
What's in a title?
Those who are not good at saying goodbyes should just shut their big, fat mouths for a change.
28.8.10
August 20, 2010 - _____________
Quizzing for the sake of winning is like having sex for the sake of making babies. Why care about the result when the process itself is so enjoyable?
Corollary: A poorly conducted quiz is like premature ejaculation. The fun stops all of a sudden, and you can't figure out who is more disappointed (angry?) - you or your partner.
Corollary: A poorly conducted quiz is like premature ejaculation. The fun stops all of a sudden, and you can't figure out who is more disappointed (angry?) - you or your partner.
19.8.10
July 25, 2010 - August 19, 2010 (Days of our lives.....)
When we are immature, we harbour so many dreams, like being Superman, saving the world, or atleast becoming an astronaut or a pilot. But as we grow up, we realise that there are more important things in life, like scoring well in exams, adding lines to our CVs, earning money (by doing our favourite job 18 hours a day), buying a 4 BHK apartment (our housemaid spends more time in it than we do - how philanthropic!!), driving a Mercedes Benz E-class (to be comfortable while being stuck in a traffic-jam caused by other like-minded people)........ and that is how we lead highly fulfilling lives.
25.7.10
July 24, 2010 (Day 8150/1)
When there's no hope in sight, only despair,
For miles and miles no ally's there,
You tread the forest path alone, you swim the dirty swamps alone,
You inhale the desert sands alone, And you just don't seem to care...
That's when you rise and say, "Beware,
I've arrived with my spirits debonair,
For when the going gets tough, the tough get going....
Er, excuse me, but where?"
For miles and miles no ally's there,
You tread the forest path alone, you swim the dirty swamps alone,
You inhale the desert sands alone, And you just don't seem to care...
That's when you rise and say, "Beware,
I've arrived with my spirits debonair,
For when the going gets tough, the tough get going....
Er, excuse me, but where?"
23.7.10
July 23, 2010 (Day 8149/50)
Survival means different things for different people. For a fully-armoured warrior, even a scratch won't be acceptable, whereas a soldier entering naked into the battlefield would consider himself fortunate to limit his loss to a couple of fingers and toes (especially if they can be grown back, albeit through a boring and painful process), but stay alive for the time being. Besides, it also makes him realise the goodness of having full fingers and toes, something which he had taken for granted all this while.
July 22, 2010 (Day 8148/9)
A lion disappointed with the way things are run in 'his' forest should leave the forest quietly (thereby sparing all the innocent weaklings he would so much like to devour) instead of roaring his disapproval from the mountain-tops in such a way that all the neighbouring forest-dwellers would hear and have a hearty laugh.
24.5.10
May 23, 2010 (Days 8088/9.........................
Is there a better reason to live than the experience of the satisfaction of being what in one's opinion is an ideal human.
Or rather is there a better excuse to live?
Or rather is there a better excuse to live?
May 15 - 22, 2010 (Days 8080/1 - 8087/8)
Sometimes, you wish that the journey never ends. But it does. You take solace in the fact that the next day you will be undertaking the same journey again.
20.5.10
May 8 - 14, 2010 (Days 8073/4 - 8079/80)
There comes a time in life when some of your most strongly held beliefs start shaking at their what you were sure were quite rigidly reasoned and seasoned foundations. The feelings and emotions that you thought were fictional manifest in your scheme of everyday living in a manner as real as possible. Your thoughts keep circulating in an infinite loop never reaching a conclusion neither a deadlock. You also suddenly realise that the world might not be that insane after all, that it might not be doing something just because it is the convention, but because that is what it likes to do, and finds contentment in it. With all reason thrown out of the window, you resemble a hung computer. When you finally shut yourself down, you realise that you are experiencing a bout of lively insomnia. That is when you are struck with the limitless vista of possibilities life has to offer and you wish wholeheartedly that such times last forever.
May 1 - 7, 2010 (Days 8066/7 - 8072/3)
Those armed with limited ability should not pretend otherwise. But they have been given the sanction by those armed with unlimited ability who pretend otherwise.
19.5.10
April 26-30, 2010 (Days 8061/2 - 8065/6)
Sometimes it takes just 5 days to clear a doubt you have had since the last 22 years.
April 21-25, 2010 (Day 8056/7 - 8060/1)
Hindsight is the best decision making tool available to mankind. Too bad that it is always a bit too late.
20.4.10
April 18, 2010 (Day 8053/4)
There was actually a time when on being ridiculed for my physical structure, my first instinct was to think about giving a demo of the fact that more than flesh and muscle, it is the rock-solid fist-bone quartet with the driving momentum behind it that results in permanently deformed right cheek, nasal bone, top right canine and ego.
Now on reminiscing, I have a hearty laugh at how human I was.
Now on reminiscing, I have a hearty laugh at how human I was.
April 17, 2010 (Day 8052/3)
The lure of money is desirable to the extent that it makes one realise the futility of it (beyond the minimum amount that one has been incorrigibly used to living with).
April 16, 2010 (Day 8051/2)
Teaching is the best way of learning.
(Anyone who confuses the above with 'Being taught is the best way of learning' should do oneself the favour of buying a nice little Wren and Martin - and more importantly reading it.)
(Anyone who confuses the above with 'Being taught is the best way of learning' should do oneself the favour of buying a nice little Wren and Martin - and more importantly reading it.)
12.4.10
April 12, 2010 (Day 8047/8)
There is self-doubt only when there is an effort to excel. Laziness breeds conceit.
April 11, 2010 (Day 8046/7)
The only purpose of earning should be to make any more earnings redundant.
11.4.10
April 10, 2010 (Day 8045/6)
Inferiority complex is desirable when one desperately seeks an objective in life.
9.4.10
April 8, 2010 (Day 8043/4)
Under-performance and its consequences are perhaps more convenient to endure than exposing oneself to the possibility that one's best isn't good enough.
April 7, 2010 (Day 8042/3)
Refraining from doing something you don't like to do (and thereby running the risk of betraying your loved ones' expectations and being regarded as a social outcast) is neither courage nor stupidity. It's plain common-sense.
April 6, 2010 (Day 8041/2)
(Sensible) MBA students sleeping more than 12 hours a day is not a miracle. It's merely exam-time.
April 3, 2010 (Day 8038/9)
Happiness does not lie in being the richest person on earth, neither does it lie in the fulfillment of some great task (which is of significance to no one else but ourselves), but it lies in small things that we do everyday - and most of these small things are purely physiological. (Mr Prahlad Kakkar would be proud)
2.4.10
April 2, 2010 (Day 8037/8)
Life, the universe (presuming there is only one) and everything in it are miracles.
Whether one believes all of them to be creations of an omnipotent power (who / which is apparently bored for eternity) called as God, or one considers all of them to be manifestations of purely physical processes (having no discernible source and purpose, at least at the current rudimentary level of human intelligence) - such manifestations which had such an infinitesimally infinitesimally infinitesimally low probability of occurring that one might have bet one's entire life (the good parts included) on predicting that the mindbogglingly complex physical processes can never produce this exact combination of manifestations - one can reasonably conclude that life, the universe (presuming there is only one) and everything in it are miracles.
Whether one believes all of them to be creations of an omnipotent power (who / which is apparently bored for eternity) called as God, or one considers all of them to be manifestations of purely physical processes (having no discernible source and purpose, at least at the current rudimentary level of human intelligence) - such manifestations which had such an infinitesimally infinitesimally infinitesimally low probability of occurring that one might have bet one's entire life (the good parts included) on predicting that the mindbogglingly complex physical processes can never produce this exact combination of manifestations - one can reasonably conclude that life, the universe (presuming there is only one) and everything in it are miracles.
1.4.10
28.2.10
18.2.10
February 9, 2010 (Day 7985/6)
People generally prefer wandering around in the wilderness over confronting their fears. Strange. I have always felt petrified while doing the former and fearless doing the latter.
10.2.10
February 8, 2010 (Days 7984/5)
An environment of incompetence breeds indifference, indifference breeds sleep, sleep breeds contentment. Hence, mediocrity is desirable.
February 7, 2010 (Day 7983/4)
I once had a crush on a beautiful girl. Would you believe that the infatuation lasted more than 24 hours? No wonder I started thinking that this was some serious business going on. I asked her out. I spent a couple of hours with her and my life changed for ever. I was no longer the same human being. I was transformed from within. Every moment of my life from then, I could smell the fragrances of joy, live with the debonair spirit of childhood that I had long forgotten. I learned what my deepest desire was. And I learned how to fulfill it. I was reborn. I became a new human being.
Because in those two hours I learned enough to resolve that I would never get involved in a relationship. (Following this resolution wasn't such a difficult thing to do though, because of the skeletal frame I have been blessed with and the female obsession with Herculean mesomorphic body types. If any girl came along for whom immaculate body structure was not an important criterion to be had in a boyfriend, then all I had to do was be my natural self. Then all would be well.)
Why did I write all this uninteresting crap today? Because today is the 5th anniversary of the divine incident. I like to call it as my re-birthday. Happy returns of the day to me.....
Because in those two hours I learned enough to resolve that I would never get involved in a relationship. (Following this resolution wasn't such a difficult thing to do though, because of the skeletal frame I have been blessed with and the female obsession with Herculean mesomorphic body types. If any girl came along for whom immaculate body structure was not an important criterion to be had in a boyfriend, then all I had to do was be my natural self. Then all would be well.)
Why did I write all this uninteresting crap today? Because today is the 5th anniversary of the divine incident. I like to call it as my re-birthday. Happy returns of the day to me.....
February 5, 2010 (Day 7981/2)
A friend is someone whom you trust enough to give him / her the password for your email id.
3.2.10
February 4, 2010 (Day 7980/1)
Beware of a man whose only passion in life has been masochism. You can break his body (which he will enjoy), but his soul has already broken beyond repair. You can't inflict any pain upon him, for he has nothing to lose. He will just smile at your feeble attempts to mutilate his ego, which he himself had killed long ago. For him, death would be just the next enjoyably painful adventure.
February 2-3, 2010 (Days 7978/9 - 7979/80)
One day, you suddenly notice that the world has become quite dull. Then with a stroke of mental brilliance, you figure out that it is the dust on the spectacles which is creating that illusion of moroseness. You muster all your strength and commitment to remove the grime accumulated from years of neglect and desuetude, off your gateways to the world of normal vision. When you are done with it, you find that the world is a lot brighter and a lot happier place to live in than you had previously thought. But you never see the dust coming again and settling on the plastic, grossly non-identical surfaces. Dirt keeps accumulating yet again. Then one day, you suddenly notice that the world has become quite dull. Then with a stroke of mental brilliance, you figure out that it is the dust on the spectacles which is creating that illusion of moroseness. You muster all your strength and commitment to remove the grime accumulated from years of neglect and desuetude, off your gateways to the world of normal vision. When you are done with it, you find that the world is a lot brighter and a lot happier place to live in than you had previously thought. But you never see the dust coming again and settling on the plastic, grossly non-identical surfaces. Dirt keeps accumulating yet again. Then one day, you suddenly notice...........
Well, you got the basic idea, didn't you?
Well, you got the basic idea, didn't you?
February 1, 2010 (Day 7977/8)
You realise that sleeping horizontally is one of life's greatest gifts, only after you haven't had that privilege for two nights in a row.
January 28-31, 2010 (Days 7973/4 - 7976/7)
You feel a bit foolish when four girls eat away all the icing on your cake when you were busy trying to figure out its ingredients. But you find solace in the fact that you still have the cake and someone to share it with.
January 27, 2010 (Day 7972/3)
If you are absent-minded, you might have decided once that you will never forget to switch your mobile from the silent / vibrating mode to general / loud mode once you come out of a lecture or a seminar or a meeting. So you might intend to place a reminder on your phone for the same. Then you realise that your BlackBerry Curve 8520 doesn't have the facility for a reminder - you need to install an add-in for that. Crap. You then decide to set a simple alarm. The lecture finishes. The alarm rings. You can't remember what the alarm was for, until two hours later, when the number of missed calls suggests that it might be too late.
January 23-25, 2010 (Days 7968/9 - 7970/1)
'Arranged marriage' is a euphemism for 'marriage for the sake of marriage'.
25.1.10
January 19-22, 2010 (Days 7964/5 - 7967/8)
A world which rewards need more than ability is not just wholesomely wretched but also superlatively stupid, hideously idiotic, incomprehensibly incompetent and many other things thinking about which corrupts the mind enough to create a writer's block.
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